We walk on fire
Though hidden from our eyes
It churns and bubbles
Within a crusty crucible
Though hidden from our eyes
Beneath our feet it rumbles
Within a crusty crucible
Hot molten lava
Beneath our feet it rumbles
We sense it stirring in our belly
Hot molten lava
The ember at our core
We sense it stirring in our belly
It churns and bubbles
The ember at our core
We walk with fire.
Beautiful poetry, and our Mother’s Energy rises within us all..
Have a Joyous Holiday Season Rose.. ❤
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Thank you Sue, and same to you ❤
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❤ 🙂
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